Roll Around

What do you think about when you’re stop enroute
And use something fried to shove the words back down your throat
Is it safe to say that we’ve been wondering if we could fly
But we’re not sure where to go

What do you think about when we venture out
Marching along to the sound of the wind in the trees
Is it safe to say that all the wandering leaves plenty of time for thoughts to grow like weeds

If you think I’m going first, I say you’re crazy
(you cray, cray)
(you cray, cray)
If you think I’m going first, I say you’re crazy
(you cray, cray)
(you cray, cray)
If you think I’m going first, I say you’re crazy
And if you’re waiting for me to move, you are
Baby, you’re crazy
(you cray, cray)
(you cray, cray)
(you cray, cray)
(you cray, cray)

What do you think about when you’re looking down
With fire in your eyes knowing that I could feel I’m gonna burn
Is it safe to say that all this smouldering is you burning time
‘Til you can find some words

Gonna sit back, gonna sit back down
Gonna roll around, gonna roll around
Gonna sit back down, gonna sit back down
Gonna roll around, gonna roll around

We could turn the key and pull the files out
Or we could, we could sit back down and roll around
We could turn the key and pull the files out
Or we could, we could sit back down and roll around

We could turn the key and pull the files out
Yeah, we could burn the bitch down and just roll around
We could turn the key and pull the files out
Or we could shut that shit down and just roll around
And just roll around, just roll around